She wore two types of skirts both short, that showed off her long slim legs to perfection, the first was really short and tight hugging hers hips and ...arely covering her bum, the other type which I preferred was slightly longer but more flouncy and soft that moved and swayed when she walked. Also tight fitting low cut tops that had her boobs on show, the boys in my class argued whether she wore push up bras or not: she didn’t they stood proud on their own, I know.I found out one Saturday by. I found abeautiful red evening dress, and took it out, and passed it to him toput on one he had finished struggling with his tights.Soon he was fully dressed. I smiled at his handiwork. He wanted tolook at himself in a mirror, but I told him not to."Makeup," I announced. I grabbed a bag of makeup from his sister'sdressing table, and told him to sit on the bed, I gave him eyeliner,eyeshadow, a light foundation, and red lipstick. Then I painted hisnails light blue. The only thing remaining was. I had no better lead than the one I had used the last time, so I paid another call on my friends at Boston Samaritans. I got a look at a delivery schedule which happened to be the same route that I had been following when I was attacked nearly a year ago. This could be the key to finding the men I was especially looking for.I staked out the last scheduled delivery point and waited for something to happen. Well, I was sorely disappointed! I could not spot anyone whom I could imagine would be the. I was surprised to feel myself lean forward to open my ass for easier access. As his finger entered me I was concentrating on anything but sex. I was so close to cumming and I was not ready. Not yet. Then I felt his tongue work it's way under my balls and head for my ass. He began turning me around licking me as he did. As my ass came in front of his face he placed his hands on both cheeks and spread as his tongue entered my ass hole. In my mind all I could think was" holy fuck"! "Don't ever.